Category: Poems

Silent Words

Dead night, deep soul

raging heat, piercing breath

into a black hole

Silent words, weeping sighs

beckoning, longing

yearning, taking flight

I call out, I call out

the bridge is falling

it’s a sweet shout

Black Mirror

Here I am looking at you

I see you through a black mirror

But do you see me?

We crossed paths before

You were looking ahead

Draped in powder blue.

Your path was always straight

Mine was always on a detour

It’s a wonder to me.

Here I am weaving stories

I see you in fragments

I keep them in my head.

Now I awaken

Now I remember

Now I dream again.

Here I am looking at you

I see you through a black mirror

Can you see me too?

Midnight

the clock hits twelve

and it’s not about Eve

 

the music has faded,

our lines now collected.

our words are broken,

the pavement now shaken.

 

it’s two to twelve,

countdown till you leave

 

our whispers have ignited,

our walls now unguarded.

our faces are painted,

our hands now invited.

 

set the clock till twelve,

ride a train on the eve

 

the doors have opened,

our dancing now started.

Chase the Light

light, shadow, light

run, hide, run

infinite journey as it seems

there’s only the light i see

 

light, shadow, light

run, hide, run

alone i chase your beams

no baggage, no luxury

 

light, shadow, light

run, hide, run

i forget the race

and move in my pace

 

light, light

burst of light

i reach out to you

 

light, light

your dancing eyes

i bask in them

 

i chase the light

the rhythm in my veins

the adventure i chose

 

light, shadow, light

intangible

all i have are images in my head

your back turned

you waving goodbye

our distant walks

you looking away

me pretending to look away

your facial expression i couldn’t read

 

all i have are conversations in my head

what you said

what i said

what i wanted to say

what i imagined you to say

 

all i have are fond recollections

your idiosyncrasies

the way your words come out

me deciphering what you just said

your ‘optimized’ messages

moments i became a dope

you laughing at me

 

all i have are only these

intangible things in my mind

Avec un Sourire

Someone told her about Happiness. Awe-stricken. Numbed. Psyched. Truth smashed into her face. She hoped for blindness in the dark. Numbers played cruelty on her mind. They were branded, tattooed.  Pouty lips contoured into two parallel arches. Words cutoff with giggles here and there. She tried to mask it. Pretended indifference. Turned her head towards the thick yellow smoke. Enigma, irony, and sarcasm were games she liked to play. Yes, she was smiling alright…